User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3135907-20120220220025/@comment-25220117-20120828183630

''Grathank gives a screech of outrage, leaping off the cart as he did so. He tumbled for a moment, before landing on the ground in a feathery heap. Leaping back onto his talons nimbly, he ducked down under the cart, seeking to find his chosen prey from his new position, unseen''

''Bazir suddenly swooped upwards, slashing greenery aside as he soared into the sky, landing on a branch with the true silence and grace of a raven. Turning, his black plumage and fierce beak gleaming, watched his leader, eager to gain conference with him''